Three Magical Things Spotted On Our Afternoon Walk

Elvis Presley disguised as a Japanese man smoking a cigarette. Sideburns. Glasses. Glittery gold vest. 1:30 pm on a suburban side street.

Another suburban side street called Oliver, disguised as an alley, ending after three houses in a large field of grass with a swingset and several large tires for playing in. Near the magical corner of 3rd St. and 3rd Ave.

A cat shimmying down – DOWN – a telephone pole. Like a furry little firefighter.

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